Blind Date
"Yes, YOU are the problem, you pervert! Stop oggling my girl!", you shout at the top of your lungs.
Sara turns even redder, giving apologetic looks to both the waiter and the manager.
"I'm afraid that you are going to have to leave.", the manager says.
"Fine! We will! Look at how much you embarrassed my date, with your beady little eyes!", you yell, standing up.
Sara stays seated, silently shaking her head.
"Let's go!", you demand. Finally, the manager escorts you out of the restaurant. Sara stays behind.
You hate restaurant people, with there greedy little eyes. They must have embarrassed Sara so much that she couldn't move! And then they throw YOU out! The injustice of it all.
You go home alone and angry.
THE END
Sara turns even redder, giving apologetic looks to both the waiter and the manager.
"I'm afraid that you are going to have to leave.", the manager says.
"Fine! We will! Look at how much you embarrassed my date, with your beady little eyes!", you yell, standing up.
Sara stays seated, silently shaking her head.
"Let's go!", you demand. Finally, the manager escorts you out of the restaurant. Sara stays behind.
You hate restaurant people, with there greedy little eyes. They must have embarrassed Sara so much that she couldn't move! And then they throw YOU out! The injustice of it all.
You go home alone and angry.
THE END
